The medical pot is good, it’s not high end or anything, we can’t afford that, but!!!!

What the hell happened to my weepy???

For years, I struggled to control the tears, didn’t matter if it was pain or emotional or a movie or a TV Ad… Weepy could have been my middle name and I wasn’t happy about the weepy…

So we would get certain kinds of medical pot that wouldn’t cause me to feel any kind of depressive reaction… didn’t seem to matter… It still happened… The weepy!!!!

I have been bragging about my progress in my mental health on this journey out of amnesia and the catalyst the last few months…

Arkansas courts and the clerk that screamed at me… oh she called me, not the other way around and my screwed up family, who are just as damaged as I am and what I went through…. The day that clerk called and screamed at me and forced an apology out of me for their rules… Yea, what happened next I never want to do again in my remaining lifetime…

That call started me killing AdorableSpite and shutting down the blog, eliminating her, taking her out of existence, when that’s what my christian family already did, twice…

That trigger, by that woman and the circumstances surrounding them!!!! Made my body go through something I never ever want to experience and I know I will, if Homer pass’s before me, and if that’s how it goes down… I’m padding my walls now!!!

The panic attacks were rapid fire and all consuming, it was an over whelming feeling of needing to escape and flee and not look back and all the while… I am a care giver, so no escape for me, but I had me and I had my brain…

After decades of medical tests for everything under the sun, it all fell into place…

When the injuries happened… Hair brush, TV interview, Boobs, New born, Japan…

How the injuries happened… Freda, Freda, Freda, Freda & Don, Freda & Don…

Why the injuries happened???

Because they got away with it… because of mans god and military coverup… They needed people like my dad, in those days, guys like him were the electronic inventors and he invented something the Air Force wanted real bad… So they buried the truth…

What has that to do with the weepy…

In March when this happened, I had to traverse everything that ever happened or was done and I had to accept… 7 kids lived in that house and 7 kids were damaged… Not just me… All of us…

By May, I was back online and slowly worked my way back into the here and now, free of reprisal by any court clerk or any family… Free of any emotions connected to it or them…

I have waited since the memory trigger in November of 2017… I have waited to feel this…

Which explains why the weepy left the house, because the baggage it was attached too… Also left…

I remember…

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